Acolyte - Oceans Of Blood lyrics

The voices of the dead Are calling from the grave They scream you've got to seal The doors of destruction Warnings of damnation From the dead below Resurface to the ground In a toxic waste Your future generations Thereafter have to pay They scream but no one listens, Well business as usual they say Power is the name The name of the game Where do you get the notion That profits are to blame Oceans of blood, the cities will flood Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears Malignant grey twilights Puss yellow bile green skies Industrial promises Or a bunch of lies Thoughts as grey as ashes Thoughts as black as night The wise man prophecy Of future with no light Leaders who get kickbacks In a shroud of deception They tell you that they are Example of perfection Power is the name they say The name of the game It's better to reign in hell Than to serve in heaven Oceans of blood, the cities will flood Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears We are the species Inventors of Zaiklon – B The camps of walking dead Of Auswich and Treblinka We use napalm bombs To torch into submission Men, women and children And see it as a mission To end a stalemate war We drop a nuclear hell So harmless children sleep In a radioactive bell We think we can harness The treacherous green bile And dearly we pay for arrogance With Chernobyl and Three mile Oceans of blood, the cities will flood Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears One dreadful day the skies rained d**h And thousand of innocent Gave their last breath Man's inhumanity And hatred for each other Will always find a reason to k** The face of hell grins on mankind Demanding his annual gruesome toll In a currency of human souls With our help he'll reach his goal Some say a tail and pointed ears Has the enemy of our race Look a little closer And you'll see the human face How do you make people listen? With blood and tears we'll pay You scream but noone listens Well business as usual they say Oceans of blood, the cities will flood Oceans of tears, will drown you in fears Some say there is a kind of d**h That serves a greater purpose But can you find nobility When you're six feet under Millions of children die From sickness and starvation Yet before we feed them We give them our salvation Overpopulation, deprivation Radiation, contamination Pollution and depletion Choose from the menu of the day Sometimes you have to come Full circle to see the truth The only blame man can find Is within his mind